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Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes bright. "Constance is yet living. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. He knew not what to say, or what to do; and his confusion was increased by the threatening gestures and furious looks of the ruffians in his immediate vicinity. If he escapes at all, it must be before our faces. The young man was mollified by her sympathy, and flattered by the obvious attempts of several of the other guests to draw him into conversation. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage.
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